Mother Goose and her babies are back in the hustle and bustle of Chicken World.
They stay by Mum's side most of the time and she takes them off for 'Mum and Baby' time frequently, but they are now brave enough, and more importantly accepted enough, to be able to hang out with the rest of the flock.
The 'chook, chook. chook' call I make when it's time for the daily ration of corn brings them, as well as all the other girls out of the undergrowth and over to hardstanding for their favourite treat.
Once it's all gone you can almost see them thinking "right what was I doing a minute ago?"
And it's back to whatever it was for everyone, and Chicken World goes back to the business of the day.
Caldwell the cockerel has decided he doesn't like Rosy and keeps a beady eye on us while we're in there, she nearly always comes in with me on her mission to find a rat. If he manages to get her on her own and within striking distance he really goes for her, luckily being a quick and nimble Jack Russell she always manages to get out of his way in time and threatens him with a growl and a a proper snarl, but she's a good girl and knows that although she could kill him in one fell swoop he's family .... so it's just not done!!
She's a good girl.
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Edited to Add
'The One' died last night. She simply pined away after the death of her friend. I've put this photo of the two of them together taken from THIS post, she was the darker Hyline on the left. They were just inseparable and although she rallied every day at corn feeding time, and ran over to get her share, her days it seems just weren't the same without her best friend. She got her strange name because when we got her she was part of The Mob a group of rescue chickens never individually named and as they died off one by one she became the one that was left, and she chummed up with Angel.
She had a good life and in some ways I'm glad they they are now re-united in chicken heaven.